Neal Caffrey was sitting on his couch sipping his wine staring at the wall in front of him. What had gone wrong? How did I end up here? Do I return to my nature or find a new path? Who am I? As he was setting there pondering the questions, Mozzie had come in and started rummaging through the bottles of wine to find his favorite flavor. After choosing the wine of his liking he poured a glass and set down beside Neal.

"You're in dire need to refine and refill your wine collection" Mozzie addressed to Neal while staring at his glass.

"I'll do it sometime in the near future. Right now is not a good time, Mozzie." Neal responded still in a daze.

"What's bothering you Neal?" Mozzie looked towards Neal looking rather worried. Neal continued to stare off into space as though he hadn't even heard what Mozzie had said. This made Mozzie turn back to his glass and wonder if his best friend and partner in crime had finally cracked.

Neal has been through a lot in the past year. He has had his heart broken twice and lost the one woman who truly knew him. Was that enough to make him loose himself completely or even worse second guess where his life has taken him? I would miss him completely if he was to choose a different road in life, but that would be more acceptable than him becoming this depressed shell of a man. If only he'd just fill me in on what he's feeling, thinking, planning…. Maybe I should talk to Peter? If anyone can get him out of this funk, it's Peter….. Mozzie thought through his plan before he acted, slowly getting up from the couch he told Neal he had a previous engagement and would stop by sometime later that night. Neal never even responded, instead staring contently at the openly blank white wall that lay in front of him with the bottle he shared with Kate in his hands.

Peter was sitting in his chair working on the crossword in the paper, while Elizabeth was working on her next event she had to plan at the kitchen table, when they heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Neal he simply yelled come in before looking up from his paper to find that the person he expected it to be was actually the opposite. Mozzie quickly set on the couch in front of Peter and began rambling on about Neal and depression, or that's what he got out of the bits and pieces he had caught from Mozzie's rant.

"Whoa! Slow down Mozzie. I can't understand a word you're saying when you ramble on like that." Peter said interrupting Mozzie's rant.

"It's Neal. Something's not right with him." Mozzie replied slowing his voice down to a calmer tone.

"What do you mean something's not right with him? How do you mean?" Peter asked wondering if he should laugh or be worried that Mozzie was sitting on his couch talking about Neal acting funny.

"I mean… I went by his place today as I always did about this time. He was sitting on the couch slumped forward staring off into space and holding on to the bottle that Kate left for him." Mozzie started but Peter interrupted him again.

"He's probably just going over everything that happened. He'll be okay Mozzie, Neal always bounces back." Peter said with a confident sigh before going back to his crossword.

"No! You don't understand! I know Neal and this isn't him. He barely even responded to me and when he did he looked at me as though he had no idea who I was. Like he looked like Neal but he just acted like a shell of Neal! I came to you because if anyone can get Neal back to himself it's you" Mozzie yelled, getting frustrated with how Peter could just shrug this off when anyone would know this was completely out of Character for their mutual friend.

Putting the paper down, Peter looked at Mozzie rather dubiously. "You really think something's wrong with Neal?" Peter asked as Mozzie nodded. "Well I guess it wouldn't hurt for me to go over there and have a look myself… Maybe I could get him to talk to me or something. I'll do that after dinner. Thank you for trusting me enough to come to me with this; you're a good friend to Neal. He'll thank you one day." Was all Peter said as he walked Mozzie out of the house and turned to his wife shutting the door he spoke: "This isn't good? I need Neal at his best to catch this thief this week, I hope Mozzie is wrong." Before retreating to the bathroom to shower before dinner, and prepare him for what he might find at Neal's tonight.